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"Never call that cause lost which at such 
mighty cost created the larger, broader, 
greater South and a greater Nation." 

Julian jB. Qarr 

Founder and Ex- Commander 

R. F. Webb Camp, United Confederate Veterans 
Durham, N. C. 


North Carolina Division, United Confederate 


Department, Army of Northern Virginia, 
United Confederate Veterans 

Ex-Grand Commander 
United Confederate Veterans 

Honorary Commander-in-Chief for Life 
United Confederate Veterans 

President Board of Trustees 

"Battle Abbey," Confederate Memorial 
'Richmond, Virginia 

President, North Carolina Soldiers Home 

Raleigh, N. C. 

Director. North Carolina Confederate Woman's Home 

FayetteviUe, N. C. 

Chairman, North Carolina Commission Stone 

Mountain Memorial 

Atlanta, Georgia 

Member of Commission to Erect Marker on 

Vicksburg Battleground 

Member Manassas Battleground Commission 


November 8th, 1923 

Address of 


Durham, N. C. 

Bennett House Memorial 

Unveiled November S. 1923 

Colonel Bennehan Cameron, Chairman 
of the Commission appointed by the 
State of North Carolina to erect a mem- 
orial at the Bennett Place, Distinguished 
Guests, Ladies and Gentlemen: 

ear me for my cause and be 
silent that ye may hear. Tell 
it in Dan and publish it in 
Beersheba that I consider it 
not only a privilege, but also 
a high honor to speak for the 
Morgan family on this occasion. 

First my life-long friend, Samuel 
Tate Morgan — we climbed the hill of 
life together and though he be dead, 
he yet liveth > and thru the oncoming 
years thru this magnificent generosity, 
will speak thru these beautifully pol- 
ished stones, of the glory of the story 
that at this spot, the greatest war of 
modern times found its sepulchre. 

This timely and patriotic gift to the 
good old State of North Carolina, 
will stand to the credit of the Morgans, 
until yonder sun shall linger in the 
clouds, forgetful of the voice of the 

The rising sun will kiss the tips of 
this beautiful Memorial when the 
early morning begins to awaken, and 



at eventide the mocking bird and the 
thrush will in the near-by old oaks, 
chant a requiem to the memory of 
our departed benefactor. Sleep on 
dear departed friend, you have for all 
time enshrined your good name in the 
hearts of every liberty loving, patri- 
otic North Carolinian. 

And to you, Mrs. Sallie Morgan, 
beloved wife and noble mother, and 
to you Mrs. Blanche Morgan Rey- 
nolds, and Mrs Maude Morgan Ca- 
bell, and Mr. Samuel Tate Morgan, 
Jr., worthy heirs of an honored and 
respected father, I return to you for 
the State of North Carolina our most 
profound and sincere thanks. We 
ieel greatly honored to stand uncov- 
ered in your most distinguished pres- 

I thank you. 
God bless every one of you. 


On April 26, 1865, in the house 
whose chimney stands there like a 
solitary sentinel, Major-General Wil- 
liam T. Sherman, of the United States 
Army, and General Joseph E. John- 
ston, of the Confederate States Army, 
met and agreed upon the terms of 
peace, under which General Johnston 
and his intrepid soldiers laid down 
their arms. It was the cherished w sh 
of my late friend and neighbor, the 
late Samuel Tate Morgan, who at his 
death owned this property, that this 
hallowed ground be set apart as a per- 
petual memorial. Therefore, for him 
and in his name, I, as representing the 
Morgan family, present this shrine to 
the State of North Carolina. 

I have heard this occas ; on desig- 
nated a "celebration" and I have heard 
the query propounded: What cause 
tor celebrat on can this people dis- 
cover in the surrender of General 
Johnston? In answer to that question 
I would say this: Were not this cir- 
cumstance part and parcel of the glory 
of Southern arms, were it not connec- 
ted inseparably with the history of the 
0!d North State, were it possessed 
only of mere local significance, well 
might this occasion be a celebration of 


the birth of our fair city of Durham 
out of the travail of war to peace and 
prosperity. But, my friends, it is of 
far greater import. It is not a munic- 
ipal celebration, nor is it a State 
celebration, nor yet is it a celebration 
of any section, north or south, east or 
west. It is a national celebration. It 
commemorates the end of a great civil 
war and the beginning of a new under- 
standing. It celebrates the ceasing of 
the flow of fratricidal blood, the calm- 
ing of the anguished wails of widows 
and orphans, the end of restless nights 
and anxious days of mothers, wives, 
children, sweethearts; the staying of 
the economic waste of war and its con- 
sequential suffering; in short, it cel- 
ebrates the return of peace and pros- 
perity, unity and good-will to a country 
torn for four long years by one of the 
most hotly contested civil wars waged 
since the history of man began to be 
recorded. It calls to remembrance 
the event when North and South 
threw down their swords, clasped 
hands and pledged themselves to unity 
of purpose and co-operation of effort, 
having as joint aim the common weal 
as long as the promises of Almighty 
God shall stand. It stands a great 
memorial to the Epochal Event — 
Peace with Honor. 


Stirred by these memories, I see in 
vivid retrospect the bleeding, prostrate 
South as she was in April 1865, when 
General Johnston addressed General 
Sherman on the matter of surrender. 
The Navy of the Confederacy had 
been destroyed and her ports were in 
the hands of the enemy; her currency 
was worthless and famine was ram- 
pant; General Lee had been forced to 
surrender at Appomattox, and the 
trans-Mississippi army was hard 
pressed. Sources of military supplies 
and materials had been cut off. 

Workshops within the Confederate 
States for the manufacture oi am- 
munition and the fashioning and re- 
pairing of arms and equipment had 
been captured or destroyed by the 
invader. Marking his trail with de- 
struction and sorrow, General Sherman 
had made his famous march to the 
sea, and now, with 81,000 men, was 
in pursuit of General Johnston and 
his gallant little force of 18,000 men. 
Combat was madness and further 
retreat folly. General Johnston de- 
cided to surrender, choosing that al- 
ternative, as he expressed it, "to spare 
the blood of his gallant little army, 
to prevent further suffering of the 
people by the devastation and ruin 
inevitable from the marches of in- 


vading armies, and to avoid the crime 
of waging a hopeless war. '.'. 

Mark you, — "And to avoid the crime 
of waging a hopeless war. " There was 
now little room for doubt that the 
Southern cause was hopeless. The 
South was literally starved into sub- 
mission. Her plucky struggle, the 
counterpart of which is yet to be dis- 
covered in the chronicles of man, will 
excite the wonder and admiration of 
generations yet unborn. When Gen- 
eral Johnston yielded, it was to a force 
more than four times as numerous as 
his own, a force better nourished, 
better clothed, and better equipped. 
In the light of these facts, who can 
discover aught of dishonor in the 
incident of General Johnston's sub- 
mission? John Hay, in his famous 
eulogy on McKinley, said: 

"In coming years, when men seek 
to draw the moral of our great Civil 
War, nothing will seem to them so 
admirable in all the history of our two 
magnificent armies as the way in 
which the war came to a close. When 
the Confederate army saw the time 
had come, they acknowledged the 
pitiless logic of facts and ceased fight- 
ing. And it is to the everlasting 
honor of both sides that they knew 
when the war was over and the hour 
of a lasting peace had struck." 

No people of any age covered them- 
selves with greater glory than did the 
people of the Confederacy in this, the 
most heroic conflict ever waged in all 
the history of man. 

We fought in the face of adverse pub- 
lic sentiment abroad engendered by 
the insidious propaganda that we were 
fighting to perpetuate human slavery. 
Arrayed against us in the field were 
superlatively valiant soldiers who 
fought as none but Americans can, 
and against whom none but Americans 
could have contended for four long 
years as we did. Every battle of 
that conflict, whether it resulted in 
defeat or victory, is a monument to 
the glory of the Southern arms. 

Though fate laureled the brow of the 
North with victory, she crowned the 
"Lost Cause" with a halo of romance 
and glory whose effulgence shall never 
be dimmed as long as there is passage 
through the halls of time. The pages 
of history record no more heroic 
struggle in all the existence of man. 
Remote posterity of our children's 
children will find delight in the ro- 
mantic chivalry and glorious deeds of 
that period. Then, as now, it will be 
a fruitful theme for song and story. 
Though the South fought bravely and 
victory at times seemed to be almost 
within her grasp, a Supreme power 


decreed that she should not prevail. 
She submitted her quarrel to the ar- 
bitrament of the sword and lost. 

She offers no apologies for the past. 
She fought for what she believed to be 
her rights and has yet to discover 
doubt as to the justice of her cause. 
Stigmatized "rebels", we lay claim to 
the glory thrown round the term by 
the deeds of our heroes. We make no 
protest against the application of the 
epithet to Jefferson Davis, Lee, Jack- 
son, the two Johnstons, the two Hills, 
Pettigrew, Branch, Cox, and our other 
great leaders who walk the halls of 
immortal fame in company with that 
arch rebel, George Washington, and 
other illustrious rebels of every age and 
country. We take unbounded pride 
in the appellation; we rejoice in it; we 
glory in it. We exult in the know- 
ledge that every patriot who ever 
^struck a blow for freedom was a rebel. 
But while we would keep ever verdant 
[ the memory of the glory of Southern 
arms, we would banish from remem- 
brance forever all bitterness and hate. 
We challenge the duplicate of our 
loyalty in any defeated people of" any 
age. I commend to you the speech 
General Ransom made in the United 
States Senate, February 17, 1875. It 
so beautifully and so eloquently ex- 


presses what I have in mind that I 
shall quote a portion of it: v 

"No, Senators, we are worthy to 
be your countrymen, worthy to be the 
patriot brothers of your own ever 
glorious and honored men who pre- 
vailed against us. Instead of carping 
and criminating, and taunting, let us 
bury deep and forever every recollec- 
tion of that war that does not revive 
the common honor and courage and 
Christian humanity of the North and 
the South, and the whole American 
people. If there be any cloud upon 
the arms of either, thank God, there 
is glory enough in the arms of both! 
Are not the victories of Pompey and 
Caesar the common renown of Rome? 
Are not the Red Rose and the White 
Rose now entwined in the Crown of 
England's history? Is it indelicate for 
me to remind you that the noble 
Greeks, the Athenians and the Spart- 
ans, erected monuments of perishable 
wood to celebrate victories over their 
countrymen; but for their triumphs 
over foreign foes they built them of 
enduring marble and brass? The 
brave Romans, whose conquering leg- 
ions made the world their empire, never 
permitted a triumph to any victor in 
their civil wars. Shall this Christian 
Union be less magnanimous than the 
republics of the idolatrous ages?" 


Such my friends, was the temper of 
this people a decade after the close of 
the war; such it still is today, nearly 
three score years since that heroic 
struggle ended. 

Have we been faithful to our pledge? 
History answers yes. Look at the 
record of our Southern boys in the 
Spanish American War, the first su- 
preme sacrifice of which was made by 
a gallant son of North Carolina. See 
the old Confederate General, Joseph 
Wheeler, a Major General "in the 
United States Army, as he charges up 
San Juan Hill at the head of Mas- 
sachusetts troops (the first time, by 
the way, a Union army had ever_seen 
his back). 

The World W r ar is so fresh in our 
memories that I need hardly direct 
your attention to the fact that hun- 
dreds of thousands of the clotted 
cream of Southern manhood fought 
shoulder to shoulder on the crimson 
fields of Franc^ with the choicest 
soldier stock afforded by our Northern 
States. And side by side thousands 
repose in the last sleep of the soldier 
under the soft skies of France. 


"In Flanders fields the poppies blow 
Between the crosses, row on row, 
That mark our place .... 

We are the Dead. Short days ago 
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, 
Loved and were loved, and now we lie 
In Flanders fields." 

It is the proud boast of us Durham 
folk that when the Allies were brave- 
ly fighting with their "backs to the 
wall" two Durham Soldiers, Colonel 
Sidney W. Minor, and his associate 
Officer, Major Sidney W Chambers, 
(the two Sidneys), Commanding the 
120th Regiment of the 30th Division, 
and Colonel, now General Albert L. 
Cox of Raleigh, N. C, of the 113th 
Artillery of the 30th Division, broke 
the Hindenberg Line at its strongest 

We are one. There is no South, no 
North — save as greater luster was add- 
ed to American arms by fearless heroes 
in Blue and Gray. One section re- 
sponds as the other when the national 
safety is threatened. 

The present occasion is but another 
evidence of the sincerity of the South's 
purpose to keep her pledge of devotion 
to the Union. She pledges every en- 
deavor, every resource, every life, to 
preserve it from danger. The South 


is primarily and essentially patriotic. 
She had no mean part in the founding 
and fashioning of this great nation. By | 
the circumstances of fate when she i 
relinquished to the North the govern- J 
ment which the South had administer- ; 
ed for seventy years, she borrowed 
from the No. th the doctrine of seces- 
sion. The sword having declared that 
doctrine heresy in American politics, j 
the South accepts its dictum as final 
and resumes her original place in the 
sisterhood of States. 

A true patriot is ever a brave man, 
and a brave man always has the mag- 
nanimity to forgive. Franklin said 
that there never was a good war or a 
bad peace. General Sherman was 
somewhat more emphatic, though per- 
haps a trifle inelegant. Doubtless each 
had the same thought. Certain it is 
that war begets ill will and hatred, 
rancor and animosity; while brother- 
hood and love, unity and co-operation 
are the children of peace. 

How can we ask the great Keeper 
and Preserver of the Universe to be 
with us if we keep not his injunction 
to love our enemies ? Can we approach 
Him with hatred in our hearts and 
supplication on our lips, asking him to 
"forgive us our trespasses as we for- 
give those who trespass against us?" 
I would remind you of the fact that 


General Joseph E. Johnston, who, on 
this spot, April 26, 1865, surrendered 
to General W. T. Sherman, acted as 
pallbearer to both General Sherman 
and to General Grant. (General John- 
ston's death on March 21, 1891, was 
due to a cold brought on by exposure 
while acting as honorary pallbearer at 
General Sherman's funeral.) 

Pardon, please, a personal mention. 
At the unveiling of one of the world's 
greatest memorials, the splendid testi- 
monial to General Ulysses S. Grant, 
erected by a grateful nation at the foot 
of Capitol Hill in the beautiful city of 
Washington, your unworthy speaker, 
who was invited to speak as a Con- 
federate Soldier, occupied no incon- 
spicuous place upon the program and 
no remarks on that occasion received 
more liberal applause. 

The Memorial unveiled this day at 
the Bennett House in time will become 
as celebrated as the Bunker Hill 
Monument, and very justly so. If 
there is a spot on this green earth where 
a Confederate Soldier can stand, his 
head uncovered, and hear it said, 
"Well done, thou good and faithful 
servant", 'tis here, for the reason that 
for four long bloody years of war, half 
fed, and half clothed, he gave the best 
he had and all he had against a foe 
that outnumbered him more than four 



to one, and yet he came to this spot 
without dishonor. 

I am speaking as a Confederate 
Soldier who followed Lee to Appomat- 
tox. Please let it be clearly understood 
that I do not purpose to ask pa don 
tor, or make apology to, any one for 
the Confederate Soldier. History can 
be trusted to justify him. 

"The World shall yet decide 
In truth's clear, far-off light 
That the Soldiers who wore the Gray 
and died 
With Lee, were in the right." 

No Confederate Soldier has ever 
been asked to sacrifice the principles 
for which he fought. The basis of our 
surrender was, lay/down our arms, as 
General Lee told us in his Farewell at 
Appomattox; to go home and make 
^good citizens in peace as we had made 
brave soldiers in war. No Confed- 
erate soldier has ever surrendered nor 
has ever been asked to surrender the 
principles for which he fought. Over- 
whelmed in numbers, he lay down his 
arms and sheathed his sword, but he 
has never run away from, nor repudiat- 
ed the principles for which he stood and 
for which he fought four long years of 
bloody war, and these principles today 
rule the world and they are the founda- 
tions on which all civilized govern- 


merits have their being — self-deter- 
mination. (State's Rights). 

Martin W. Littleton, president of 
the Southern Society of New York, 
speaking at the unveiling of the statue 
of Lee declared that the Confederate 
general was the embodiment of a cause 
which was lost, but the representative 
of a principle which will never die. 

"The Cause", he said, "was the 
right of a state to withdraw from the 
Union; the principle was the right of 
a state to withdraw from the Union; 
the principle was primary and patri- 
otic loyalty to the sovereignty which 
he acknowledged. It meant, perhaps, 
more happiness to mankind that the 
cause be lost, but it meant perpetuity 
to civilization that the principle should 
i survive. " 

To the credit of the Confederate 
Army, Chancellorsville will live as long 
as Chepultapec and Cerro Gordo, and 
Manassas and Bull Run will deserve 
honorable mention while Thermopylae 
or Austerlitz is celebrated in song and 

"No country ever had truer sons; 
no cause nobler champions; no people 
braver defendants, no age more valiant 
knights, no principle purer victims", 
than our immortal Confederate dead, 
whose life blood encrimsoned the 
trenches around Petersburg and Vicks- 


burg, the hills and valleys around 
Richmond and Franklin, the wooded 
knobs and dells around Atlanta, the 
shadowy forests of Chickamauga and 
Chancellorsville, the dark ravines of 
Shiloh and the Wilderness, and the 
rock-ribbed heights of Sharpsburg and 

The Southern Confederacy met the 
inevitable in the spirit of General 
Murphy's farewell order to the men of 
the Southwest; "Conscious that we 
have played our part like men, con- 
fident of the righteousness of our 
cause, without regret or apology for 
our past, without despair of the 
future. " 

There are no words that I have been 
able to find in the vocabulary of the 
English language that fittingly express 
my feelings when I permit myself to 
speculate upon the glory of the story 
of my fellow-comrades of the Storm 
Cradled Republic that fell. 

It would take a thousand volumes 
to record the heroic deeds of the Con- 
federate soldier. In my dreams I see 
him yet, amid the flame and smoke and 
battle shout and sabre strokes and 
shot and shell and cannon roar and 
leaden hail and bloody bayonets, as 
he plants the Stars and Bars on a 
hundred fields of victory. 


0, what if half fell in the battle infernal? 
Aye, what if they lost at the end of the 

Love gives them a wreath that is fadeless 

And glory envesteth the thin line of 


I sincerely desire that when my 
epitaph is engraved upon the stone 
that will likely mark my last resting 
place, there shall be inscribed there- 
on the grandly suggestive and im- 
pressive words, than which none im- 
port more exalted honor: 

"He was a Confederate Soldier." 

IX CONCLUSION, allow me again, 
if you please, to declare with all the 
thrill and enthusiasm which this 
large assemblage of patriotic American 
citizens arouses, that this beautiful 
Memorial is needful to call the world 
back to the thought that the wage of 
battle was lost, but the principle for 
which a proud people vaged that war 
was triumphant. 

and this memorial marks the spot for 
oncoming ages where the Confederate 
Soldier after having discharged his 
duties during four years of untold 
suffering and hardship, outnumbered- 
starved and ragged, found here Peace 
with Hoxor. 


In dosing, I take the liberty of 
plagiarizing Mr. Lincoln's beautiful 
thought so timely for this occasion: 

"With malice towards none, with 
charity for all, with faith in the right 
as God gives us to see the right." 
- And now, fellow North Carolinians, 
' this memorial is yours. May it stand 
as a witness of eternal love between 
North and South. If this stone be a 
marker, may it mark the perpetual 
banishment of the prejudices of war 
from the hearts of a re-united people. 
If it be a monument, may it perpetuate 
this sentiment; the men of the South 
salute the Stars and Stripes as the em- 
blem of Sovereign States, united for- 
ever, One Country under one flag, 
cemented by the blood of our brothers 
and sanctified to each other by mem- 
ories of the past. 

For one I would salute the day when 
'Old Glory" floats from the Isthmus 
of Panama to the North Pole. 
I thank you. 



Raleigh, North Carolina 
November 10, 1923. 

General Julian S. Carr, 
Durham, N. C. 

My dear General : 

I attended the unveiling of the "Bennett" 

Memorial accompanied by Mrs. and 

a party of Lady friends, and we were all 
delighted with it, and your interpretation of 
the spirit of the occasion was entirely cor- 
rect and most loyal to the lost cause, and 
put the affair in a light that made every 
patriotic Southerner present feel manly and 
contented that the right thing had been done 
by erecting such a Memorial at the place 
where the War was ended by the capitula- 
tion of Joseph E. Johnson. I doubt if any 
other in our state could have so completely 
and gloriously explained what was really 
implied by the marking of this spot. 

Many had previously felt that such a cele- 
bration was a misnomer and out of place, 
until they heard your patriotic and eloquent 
presentation of this marker. 

With every good wish 

Sincerely your friend 





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